Six Feet Deep & Dead ft. Francois van Coke Lyrics

And in hell

It's more of the same from above

It's so close you can't tell

And in hell

The witches and demons don't dress up

They go as themselves

This is hell

The souls that you've hurt or abused

They are all there as well

You're in hell

The ones that you've loved were not there on the day that you fell

You fell

(Ahhh Ahhh)

A tragedy, a celebration, a psychological coping mechanism

We go along to forget we all move on

So in respect, for the victims

We choose a killer then we dress up like them

We're just like them

And the mask that was freaking me out

Was the one that was casting the doubt

Because the face in the mirror I see, was the thing that I could not believe

I was wearing no mask, it was me

Give it up, give it up

For the dead

(It's all in your head)

Give it up, give it up

Because you're next

(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then

And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead

This song is my reminder

Death is inevitable

For now I'll stick around

Touched the flames

When I was younger

Evil flirt fell in the gutter

To this day picking up those pieces

We are in pieces

And where have my friends gone

Walking these shadows alone

Am I still wearing a mask

Because I have no-one to ask

Unfortunately it's me

Give it up, give it up

For the dead

(It's all in your head)

Give it up, give it up

Because you're next

(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then

But you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead

Give it up, give it up

For the dead

(It's all in your head)

Give it up, give it up

Because you're next

(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then

And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead